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Two weeks later, they were standing in midtown Venice, surrounded by cobblestone streets, brick shops and many slopes. Evelyn hadn't been here three seconds and was already playing translater yet again - beacuse French and Italian apparently shared many root words.

"I think that's an in," she muttered, squinting at a sigh over what they thought might be a hotel. She looked at James and Ashlee and then at Luke.

After they got two rooms, both with twin beds and an adjoining door, they met up in the boys' room after freshening up. Evelyn hijacked the large armchair by the window that overlooked a cute street below. "So before we go anywhere, I have to tell you we need to hit Florence before we leave Italy," she said firmly. "Oh, and I texted Antonio to let him know we're here. We - " she indicated herself and Ashlee, "- need to hit Milan. You two can come if you want to though."